I’ve always found “3 in the morning” kind of statements very strange. If the sun has not risen yet, it’s not morning. It is like a ‘seeing is believing’ thing for me. Thank God I don’t apply that rule elsewhere.
Or do I?
For more than a year now, I’ve been trying to convince myself into believing that all red lights eventually turn into green. And even though I have seen this happen several times, this time it seems the queue was already miles’ length before I stopped here. I would travel back in time and try some other route but unfortunately, time travel has not been discovered yet and never will be. The light is so far away that it’s not within my sight, and there has been zero movement in any direction ever since I got here. It’s like being stuck on the road to Murree on the Independence Day.
I’ve utterly failed at convincing myself that there even is a light. I can’t reason with the heart, seeing is believing.